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Yesterday, I sent the following letter to everyone on Brooke’s support team. Team Brooke, Hi, all. I hope everyone is doing well. I read something this morning that stopped me in my tracks and I hope you don’t mind, but I feel compelled to share it. It’s a post about echolalia written by an autistic … Continue reading →

* One by one, she pulled the horses out of the box. She laid them carefully on the floor next to it, then immediately began the process of putting them back in. I sat with her. I didn’t speak. I watched. One big horse. One little one. One big horse. One little one. And … Continue reading →

* When words are scarce they are seldom spent in vain. ~ William Shakespeare ~ Brooke was frustrated. As so often happens when she’s at the end of her rope, words orbited somewhere just outside her reach. She grunted at her sister, then stomped as if to punctuate her wordless sentence. I was doing my … Continue reading →